Everyone needs a signature move. Mine was a hair flip. I used to imitate the models on TV commercials as a little girl. They seemed to always be flipping their long hair away from their necks. When my Dad got a new camcorder in 1988, the year I turned six, one of the first things… Continue reading Party like it’s 1988!
It started as a poem.I was trying to process seeing, reading, and hearing about the events that took place at our nation's capital on January 6th, 2021. As I write this, I still am. I contemplated not sharing anything more about it this year. Who wants to be reminded of such an awful point in… Continue reading “On Her Steps” song inspired by January 6th, 2021 United States Capital events
In the summer of 2017 my folks moved out of my childhood home in Madison, Wisconsin. I had lived there since I was four up until I left for college in Minnesota where I studied music, theatre and dance, and performed in the Twin Cities area. View: Performing Pictures Since 2000, I had been traveling… Continue reading How going back to my roots led to my first song
I created a virtual online space called the "Annie Lynn Club," this website, that started as just a blog in 2018. Every Monday night after I gave my boys a bath I'd sit down and reminisce, and write stories about my childhood. Feeling nostalgic felt like an escape from the day-to-day challenges of being a… Continue reading How the Annie Lynn Club started
In the spring of 2018 I decided I wanted to be able to play the songs I was writing. So the next step I took was to learn to play guitar. The first thing I did was borrow my husband’s grandpa’s old guitar he had left him. Then I found a couple of old beginner… Continue reading How I learned to play guitar from an old cassette tape
We moved to our current house in the summer of 2019. I've always wanted a house with a great basement. To me, a great basement is simple. It has one key element: it's fully underground and would protect me in a tornado like the one I saw in "The Wizard of Oz" as a little… Continue reading My NEW “Vintage-Euro-Theatre” Inspired Songwriting Space
Were you ever told how you got your name? Names are weird right? It's literally the first thing that's given to us by our parents and we live with it the rest of our lives. Well, except if you legally ever change it, like when getting married. Then there's the question of whether or not you… Continue reading Why I thought I was an orphan in kindergarten, and how it led to Annie Lynn Music
Just my Grandma and I were standing around her dinning room table when she said, "Nice things take time." I'll never forget it. It was like a piece of advice and an observation all in one, and it stuck in my memory for good. My Grandma had planned for us to frost and decorate mini… Continue reading A silver spoon links me to well-known bookbinders and reminds me that: nice things take time.
It was finally my turn to get to do a trip alone with my grandparents. Both my sisters had had their chance, which involved flying to Scotland on separate occasions to see my cousins who lived there. When it would have been my turn, they moved back. So I never got the chance to go… Continue reading Flying to Florida alone when I was eleven
I remember getting a shiny round button that said "Jesus loves me" at Sunday School as a little girl. Raised catholic, my family would go to church on Sundays regularly so I got used to the routine of it all. I remember sitting on the church kneeler in front of my parents looking under the… Continue reading Sunday Brunch with Rose